Oh shush you.
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The party sets up camp, Saucix only speaking to volunteer for watch. The night settles in, a small meal of hardtack consumed. A small fire, burning down, emits a few strands of smoke. Cerrel and Tyrden eventually retire to their bedroll, waking Saucix, who meditates for the duration. As the faint shadow of the moon rises to it's peak, he goes to wake Jezebel.

Jezebel: 6

A string of curses echo through the night. Looking up, a shape appears in the darkness, his hastened footfall sounding out. You can hear heavy panting as the shape lumbers towards you, coming into the light and spinning around, wielding a large axe. It's a dwarf, his eyes wide and bruises all over the body. "Wake! Wake! They come! Wake!"

<Cerrel>
A muffled mutter could be heard from within my tent. "Mmph? Wha' is it? It can't be morning yet, It's still dark!" I come out of my tent only to see the dwarf tearing into camp like a bat out of heck, with the shades close behind. "Good heavens!" I ducked back into my tent, emerging a split seind later with my wrench and a small, catapult-like contraption. I placed upon it a lead ball, aimed at the nearest shade, and fired.

Cerrel: 5: Bang on. The lead ball smashes one of the Shades in the face, it's cloak slowly rippling with the impact. [5 Damage]

Tyrden: 3: You swing at the lead draping creature, edge of your sword seemingly sucking in light, as it glides into the fire's glare. It only catches through the spirit's material form for an instant. [2 damage] Hissing in a shuddering breath, it thrusts a pale bony arm towards you.

Roll to Dodge!Tyrden: 2: Tyrden gasps in sudden shock as the ice-cold pain pierces his chest. He collapses to his knees, severely wounded. [-6 HP]

Jezebel: 6: Jez stands over Tyrden, blade flickering back and forth, as you counter multiple attacks from the three Shades attempting to get at Tyrden. You cleave the lead one in twain, spinning and blocking another shot. A howl of pain and loathing shoots through your eardrums as the spirit is released, and you wince.

Grimh: 6: A shade is blindsided by the Dwarf warrior as it focuses on Tyrden and Jezebel. Grimh strikes it, cleaving mightily. It hisses, turning about, as it ripples back into place. [4 Damage]